Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 689

On the cozy bed, a fierce competition for Gwendolyn’s attention erupted between the two little ones.

Zendaya and Benedict both vied for the prime spot next to their beloved mother, even tussling to snuggle up to her.

Benedict, being the more mature and sensible older brother, eventually conceded defeat.

He graciously shifted his little pillow next to Cedrick’s.

After a good half-hour of chaos, the family finally settled down, ready to drift off into dreamland.

Little did they suspect that as soon as the lights went out, a tiny voice belonging to Zendaya pierced the darkness.

“Mommy, my heart is racing like crazy. I just can’t fall asleep,” Zendaya whimpered, her voice carrying a tinge of desperation.

Cedrick, his voice laced with lazy amusement, chimed in. “Zendy, you were sprinting like a cheetah before bedtime. It’s no wonder you’re all wound up.”

Gwendolyn remained silent.

While Zendaya struggled to find sleep, Benedict desperately needed it.

Gwendolyn could see the exhaustion etched on his face. After spending hours in the lab receiving treatments, Benedict deserved a restful night at home.

While she was pondering a solution, Cedrick proposed one. “What if your mommy tells you both a bedtime story?”

Zendaya perked up. “Yes, please!”

Benedict rolled his eyes. “That’s boring.”

Cedrick had a secret agenda. He was hoping that exposing Benedict to more fairy tales and their enchanting lessons might soften his precocious and adult-like demeanor.

He insisted, “Benny, you’ve never experienced your mommy’s storytelling, have you? Consider it a new experience, and it’ll also help soothe Zendy to sleep.”

Benedict grudgingly shifted his position, tucking his arms in. “Whatever. Girls are so troublesome. Even when it comes to bedtime, they want attention before they’re willing to sleep.”

to her big brother’s grumbling and lovingly embraced him

coaxed her sickly brother, “Oh, Benny, I’m not being troublesome. Just give Mommy’s stories a chance. They’re really fascinating.

expression softened, and a flicker of curiosity danced in

Gwendolyn exchanged a look. Cedrick’s gaze seemed to convey a message without words as he nodded in

retrieved a worn-out fairy tale book from the bedside table. Flipping through the pages, she began her melodious

side, propping his arm on the bed and casually supporting his head as he absorbed every word of Gwendolyn’s storytelling. He couldn’t help but admire her ethereal beauty as she got lost

Harrick Villa, an aura of warmth and harmony

was surrounded by her little treasures, including

and turned into a beautiful young lady. She reunited with the prince at the grand ball,

Gwendolyn finished narrating the story, the main bedroom was filled with soft and regular breathing as everyone drifted off to

bedside lamp, Cedrick and the two little children had surrendered to

peaceful faces, her eyes eventually fixating on Cedrick’s

her lips. With a gentle flick, she switched

was Jessamyn’s doing that Cedrick was made well aware of the rumors swirling around Zendaya calling Charles “Daddy” at the dinner table and how

saw this as an opportunity

original words were extremely insulting and went far beyond

news and even asked Nico to withdraw a promising deal

incurred losses worth

daughter, “Why in the world did you rub Mr. Jenson the wrong way during your date yesterday? With Jenson Group canceling their collaboration with our Cloudington Group, this is like a clear warning to our family. You have no idea who he is in the business world. He’s like a ruthless and decisive Grim Reaper. Cross him, and he can make even century-old empires crumble into dust. How on earth did you manage

still half-asleep, was utterly

I offended Cedrick? When was this? How could I possibly offend him when

frustration was building up inside him. He saw

this cold expression, and I knew he was clearly holding back his anger. When I asked him why, he told me to ask

haven’t even met Cedrick Jenson. How

joined the conversation, helping Ignatius calm down as she questioned their daughter, “Jess, tell your father

“Okay.”

day. She had only done a few things, so she quickly narrated everything to her parents. Except for the blind date with Charles at Hotel Bella, there was nothing out of

than a low-life. Not only did he spend time in jail, but he’s now also playing around with a mistress, and get this, he even fathered an illegitimate child. He had the audacity to come for a date with me, probably hoping I’d legitimize his illegitimate child and allow her to bear my name as her mother

bit. After that, I reached out to some newspapers and reporters to expose Charles’ wild ways. But it looks like I didn’t give enough

puzzled looks, trying to make sense

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